Wednesday, April 20, 2016

My battle with depression.

When you find out your pregnant it is such a joyous time. You want to tell everyone immediately. We told our close friends and family and shlcheduled our very first doctor appointment. I was 7 weeks when I went into the doctor office. We headed to our ultrasound room where I got the news that there was no heart beat. They wanted to monitor me in the next few weeks to see if there was any change. Our baby was not progressing and there was still no heartbeat at week 9. I was having good a miscarriage. My body was able to process the miscarriage on its own preventing me from having a D&C procedure. It was hard. I bled heavily for well over 3 months. I fell into a depression for awhile. I wasn't myself? I was pushing people I cared about away and I honestly regret it. I spent many nights crying and wondering what if. I was truly devastated. I struggled with my faith but I continued going to church to find answers. I was finally starting to cope and forcing myself to suck it up and deal with it. Things couldn't get better until I moved on.

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